Correction Paroles Bussdown par Die Mondez

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Woah
I been moving way too fast, f**k around and crash
With my n***as doing bad sh*t, my haters mad still
I know n***as ain't been living half the sh*t they caption
Say they do it for the Gram, man that sh*t is tragic
Woah, yeah
I need more it's not enough
I get heart text messages from shorties I can't even trust
Woah, yeah
I called all these n***as' bluff
Aces in the cut, who gave a f**k if they say I switched up
The little baby a freak, she turn my room to a circus
F**kin' it up in the sheets
I got lil shawty shaking like she nervous
Grab on the mic and I preach (hallelujah)
All my verses sound like sermons (amen)
Gotta watch out for the service
Think I finally found my purpose
I know these n***as ain't wishing me well
Packed the lean now I'm slow like a snail
N***as are b*t*hes and b*t*hes are moving like n***as
Man these days it's harder to tell
I'm 'bout to drip, like I came up with the term
Every week, new apparel
Send me this sh*t through the mail
I let the bygones be gone and still lick the [?]

I'm charged up now
Ran out of f**ks now
I need a buss down
Shawty gon' buss now
And she thicker than a sneaker
Big ole b*** now, yeah
It go up down, yeah
She let me touch now
(Buss it baby)

Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown (Baby)
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown (Buss it baby)
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown (Buss it baby)
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown (Buss it baby)
Shawty got a big ol' body (She do!)
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown (Buss it baby)
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown (Buss it baby)
I need that rollie to buss down yeah

I need money, I need profits
I been broke not going back
How come every n***a talking but no n***a talking facts?
She might make wanna me chase it I go, (hah) throw a stack
And she catch me by surprise, she throw that a** like "what was that"
All my n***as ball ball, we hoop like playing basketball
All my b*t*hes, oh Lord, they bad but I ain't mad at all
She been searching for the boy she think that I'm a Dragonball
How she make you spend it all when you ain't even smash at all?
You don't want smoke like that
If it's bout that cheese then I rat attack
How you flex on IG when we know you rented that?
Surrounded by yes men, always ga**ing and you ran with that
I said it, I said it that's the truth and that is not a cap
Gimme your hands, lets make plans, come and show me your dance
Hot like pan, leave your mans and come and show me your tan
I smoke plants, take no Xans, sipping on this and that
Grabbing your a**, don't gotta ask shawty wanna let me smash (perfect)
I'm charged up now
Ran out of f**ks now
I need a buss down
Shawty gon' buss now
And she thicker than a sneaker
Big ole b*** now, yeah
It go up down, yeah
She let me touch now
(Buss it baby)

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